My band of brothers is greater in number
Than the gang of forty thieves.
This will always be cool but never be special, it’s just the nature of the business.
I've pondered long and hard where I went wrong, now I know.
What's one more wound to a soul that’s fallen ill?
With every attachment leaves another piece of myself that I will never retrieve.
Hammered to bits upon the altar of an institution in which I don't believe.
I've buried all the debris with the bodies
Of the warnings that I could not heed.
The soil's tainted, time was wasted.
The hollow void manifests itself through me.
So let me be bonded by blood to the promise that was made but could not follow through.
Let me be engulfed in the flames of the burning envy.
For this wretched position is my reward for indulging
in pleasures of the flesh
A trifecta of my self-sacrifices have formed a ring around me. Lost love, false premise, the hollow void manifests itself through me.
So you think these demons play well together?
You only tell me what you want me to hear.
It’s like you think I can’t anticipate every wrong that can be done to a man.
I hate to break the news to you precious but the fruits you bear don’t strike me as sweet.
I've been down this road once or twice before and
The void you leave is the last thing that I need.
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